So I was out to dinner last night with some mates from the film. Bit of a last hoorah and all that. Anyway, we're standing outside, waiting for our table to be called (bloody good restaurant in L.A. on a Saturday is murder), when I look across the way and who do I see?
Harry.
As in Sinclair. As in the bloke who's famous for not leaving Zid
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Bloody galah. Didn't tell me he was leaving, or else we'd have flown together.
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I actually mentioned you were coming in today. He got that deer in headlights look he's so good at and said if he'd known, he'd have postponed his trip a few days.
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